Onwuasoanya FCC Jones

Onwuasoanya FCC Jones Poems

So scorching the sun,
So acerbic the climate,
The bowel is empty and barking,
Quite hard I strive but just little returns.
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Trials are the lineaments of great nations
Giants are grown by strife
Gains and trophies are sure after troubles
Africa's giant shall rise again!
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Marriage is imprisonment,
There are happy inmates to whom freedom is never a wish
And the stressed mates who desperately seek an end to their terms
None can say 'Nay' or 'Aye'
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WAIL ON, WOLE.
At four scores,
Strength like of a baby you still exude,
Laying no claim to sainthood,
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Trials are the lineaments of great nations
Giants are grown by strife
Gains and trophies are sure after troubles.
Africa‘s giant shall rise again!
...

Today is our anniversary,
An anniversary of freedom.
We are a great people, united by a vision to win,
Inspired by the green that is our colour;
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Wicked Impunity,
How fondles thou our succulent sanity,
You whose alacrity made our purity take flight.
The putrefaction of our amenities,
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Through this chilly anxiety of subsidy,
Choking prognosis of penury,
An NLC seething with rage,
ASUU segueing from one strike to another.
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31 years have rolled by since my first cry in the world,
Mother didn't murder me, thanks to Jah
Father may have flung me away, but for Jah.
I have lost friends younger than myself within this sojourn,
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Ohaigiri is another alias by which we are known,
Ogwurumbaike;
A clan of great warriors and pace-setting achievers.
Did you hear of John Munonye?
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Hell is hot, we assume,
But the hotness of my country pills skins,
grays hairs and melts bones.
Petrol is found as much as you find water in deserts,
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Rivers of anger
Rivers of impunity
Rivers of lies
Rivers, Rivers, just Rivers, riveting
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With your courageous forays,
A height rarely tried by your stock:
You have attained.
Truthful encomiums- a confirmation of your wonderful repute.
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When the ding-dong calls from the dinette,
We no longer need fear the dingy dinner in a flat clean dish.
When I thirst, and I am thrifty,
The water in bottles no longer need be the only sure guarantee against diarhea, typhoid and other death mongers.
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Terribly are we beaten up,
Irritably have bed bugs infested our bed chamber,
Our beddings have been sullied,
The innocent sizzly blood of our brothers sullied our beddings!
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Journeying through the paths of life,
Though most, thorny may be,
With travelers bruising their heels just to carry on,
Others breaking their bones, but limping on.
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I revere those who die for what they believe in,
I revere them that are firm in what is right.
For life is but an abysmal tunnel for anyone who has not found what he could die for.
He gropes, he trembles and he is cheated.
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Mysterious deeds!
Wonderful consequences!
Many interpretations, little corrections!
Assuaging meant,
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My thinking is sinking,
My sinking disastrous,
But to you alone, the key to my rescue lies.
Bleeding my heart,
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Oh! How often I wonder:
Who can change their thoughts?
How desperately I long:
The cleansing of those scuzzy minds:
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Onwuasoanya FCC Jones Biography

Onwuasoanya FCC Jones is a theater arts graduate of the prestigious Imo State University, Owerri, Imo State in Nigeria. He is an activist cum nationalist playwright, poet, essayist, public affairs analyst/commentator. A theatre director, and an aspiring politician. He is the CEO of FRAP PAINTS, a small scale paint manufacturing outfit based in Abuja. He is married to Mrs. Goodluck FCC Jones. the marriage is blessed with a daughter, Chimnalulumogu Bluemoon Mary-Franklin FCC-Jones)

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No One Has It All

So scorching the sun,
So acerbic the climate,
The bowel is empty and barking,
Quite hard I strive but just little returns.
All nights sleepless or just a tormentuos turn-turn.
Sweating all day, just to move the jaw.
Singing to my ears the invidious song of malaria,
Perching to effect plasmodium transmission,
These cursed flies that do man no good keep doing.
When it is dawn, I dare not pray for dusk,
Aware of the ill-treat I will receive when I should rest.
When it's dusk, I pray it never rains,
Cognizant of my open air hovel.
Rain drops do cause a flu.
Quite impecunious I am for anti-cold
I meet iron steels of rejection when I beg for a squat.
Hemp is the barbiturate when this bitter thoughts, my senses over-cloud.
While the day quite hot gets,
Every walker in profusion perspirating.
I am not alone in this plight!
Even they whom we think to be affluent,
Even they, are impoverished in some way.
All are struggling!
Even those we see as gods because of power
Even they are wretched in some way,
Every human is but a struggler.
Those who smile and you think they shine,
Though, mosquitoes may not pester them,
cockroaches crawl in their hearts.
Though their mansions may wear long-span roofing,
Their inner shelter may leak and reek.
No one has it all in this world,
Hence,
No excuse is reasonable enough for failure,
No one is a natural success,
Every one works to become what he wants to become.
No one is beyond the hard bites of life,
There is no excuse for that abuse,
Everyone can eschew these misdemeanors.
For homes break,
Businesses fail and loved ones die,
But we must not resort to irrationalities,
We must keep struggling,
For our struggle only ends when we end,
When we all get equal in one place-
Below the earth!

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